The branches are connected to the canopy, and once the scorpion climbs the trunk, it will inevitably wade through these traps, and it will inevitably be known by the cold fire. A little warning time is enough to bury this opponent with a cold fire.

Cold Fire controlled the branches to build a spherical treehouse, and stepped inside.

Legend has it that in the jungles of Papua New Guinea, a group of indigenous people built houses on treetops more than 10 meters high, and Leng Huo once saw pictures of those houses. he

I used to be fascinated, but only if I actually lived in it, I would hate this kind of house.

However, the reason why Leng Huo chose to do this was not only to prevent the attack of blood bats hovering in the night sky, but also to exercise his abilities.

Cold Fire's ability is to control plants within a three-meter radius, which is an extremely powerful ability, even hard branches are weak noodles under the control of Cold Fire's ability, but it consumes a lot, and Cold Fire doesn't dare to use it much.

In just thirty seconds, a slight snoring sounded in the leafy spherical house, and the cold fire fell asleep! For the past three years, the cold fire had only rested for three hours at night, which was enough for a person who had fallen into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, and Leng Huo suddenly woke up from his deep sleep.

The guard branches he had planted on the trunk had been severed, and it was clear that the weak trap could not cause the slightest trouble to his opponent, just by the speed of his opponent's speed.

The spherical treehouse where Cold Fire was located was like a blooming flower bud, blooming like lightning, and Cold Fire looked down. The two poisonous scorpions were rapidly approaching him, and the one on the ground happened to meet his companion.

Leng Huo cursed in a low voice, cursing himself for his bad luck. At this time, he realized that he was not wearing infrared vision glasses, and he could see clearly.

The reason couldn't be clearer, at this moment, the east has turned white, and the dawn is imminent.

The eight slender claws of the poisonous scorpion left deep marks on the mottled bark, some of the dried old bark peeled off one after another, and the four clawed pincers approached quickly, and the scalp that was only seen by the cold fire was numb.

If there is only one poisonous scorpion, the cold fire will surely eat it to death. And now that the two poisonous scorpions are approaching on both sides of the trunk, the cold fire will inevitably take care of one or the other, and once hit by the poisonous hook of the poisonous scorpion, I am afraid that it will be eaten alive, which is simply one of the most miserable ways to die in the world.

There is only ten seconds left for Leng Huo to think about it, is it a battle or an escape?

"It's done!" Leng Huo scolded through gritted teeth

pulled out the military thorn with his backhand, and stared at the poisonous scorpion under his feet like a wolf, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment. The two poisonous scorpions also apparently sensed the presence of the cold fire and hissed.

Three meters!

Like a poisonous snake that had been in ambush for weeks, a branch suddenly popped out, wrapped a poisonous scorpion around its waist, and threw it away. Then, the military thorn in Leng Huo's hand shook, just in time to block the poisonous hook stabbed from the side.

The heavy fishy smell filled the wings of my nose, and I almost fainted from the cold fire. This is not yet the venom has not yet been sprayed, if it is injected directly into the body, it is guaranteed that the cold fire will lose all resistance within three seconds.

Rao is cold fire had already blocked the attack of the poisonous hook, but his body shook and he almost fell off the tree. This is a matter of course, and humans will always be at a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat with animals.

This is especially true when fighting in the trees and in mid-air.

In the trees, the poisonous scorpion has eight legs to hold its body in place, two claws can attack like a downward shape, and the piercing of the poisonous hook is even more difficult to prevent.

Compared to scorpions, humans rely only on their feet and one hand to hold their body in place.

If it weren't for the fact that Leng Huo could control the surrounding branches to strengthen himself, at this moment he had fallen from a tree more than ten meters high, and becoming a high paralyzed would be Leng Huo's only fate.

Fortunately, Leng Huo is not a fool, and Leng Huo immediately realized his disadvantages in the first confrontation with the poisonous scorpion. If you don't change it quickly, wait for the scorpion to move to the most favorable terrain. After ten seconds, the cold fire can be shredded.

"Bastard!" Leng Huo sneered, and with a shake of his left hand, the silver revolver had already slipped into the palm of his hand, relying only on his feet to clamp the thick tree trunk, Leng Huo lay flat on his body, and shot fiercely.

"Bang, bang, bang"

The jumping projectile slammed into the bark of the tree, causing the scorpion to lose its footing for a while.

The place where the cold fire shot was not aimed at the scorpion itself, but at the bark on which it stood. This action worked, and the later scorpion hissed twice and ducked north.

Leng Huo didn't entangle it much, smiled coldly, and jumped down.

Leng Huo jumped down from the trunk of a tree dozens of meters high, head down, feet up, the strong wind blew the eyes, making people want to cry, even so, Leng Huo's eyes did not dare to be momentary.

His hands danced like butterflies through flowers, and with a flick of his fingers, he filled the bullets of the revolver.

Cold Fire stared at the poisonous scorpion rolling helplessly in mid-air.

This one is the scorpion that was thrown out by the branch before.

Du Lengqiu's falling figures, if you look at them from the sky, you can find that they are in the same straight line.

The cold fire is above, the poisonous scorpion is below, and they both fall into the void.

However, compared to the two, the cold fire is prepared.

Arms together, the cold fire smashed like a cannonball, and finally caught up when it was about to land. The cold fire suddenly turned over in mid-air, and his feet were like heavy hammers falling from the sky, kicking the scorpion in the abdomen fiercely.

In this way, the faster one is faster, the poisonous scorpion quickly falls to the ground, and the speed of the cold fire slows down abruptly.

The scorpion landed on its back, only to hear a loud "bang", the scorpion immediately screamed loudly, but the strange thing was that there was no dirt splashing out, but the clatter of the carapace was endless.

The scorpion's back is as hard as steel, however, it is hard and brittle, and the massive impact of its fall from a high altitude has shattered it like a spider's web.

Then, the cold fire fell from the sky and hit the scorpion's abdomen just right, and the tender skin and flesh were trampled on like this, and the scorpion was hit hard.

The scorpion was furious, and its eight claws hugged the middle.

If it is caught in the cold fire, the sharp foot knife is enough to cut the cold fire into a bloody man, and the tail hook of the poisonous scorpion is even more threatening.

However, the speed of the cold fire was even better, and the moment it landed, the gun was already drawn in his hand, and all six bullets were submerged into the scorpion's mouth. The eight claws of the poisonous scorpion were already weak at the moment of its death, and although it relied on inertia to make the cold fire bloody all over its body, it was only a skin wound.

Leng Huo didn't dare to delay, and immediately broke free from the claws of the poisonous scorpion. Just in case, Leng Huo also made up a knife in the head of this scorpion. The scorpion's ugly skull stirred together to make sure it didn't die again!

Quickly open the skin, take out the thermal infantry induction mine from it, set the timed detonation time to three seconds, and quickly stuff it into the scorpion's hideous and disgusting mouthparts. Immediately, Leng Huo turned around and ran away for his life.

How far can you go from a standstill start in three seconds?

For ordinary people, there may be seven or eight meters. For world champion Usain Bolt, perhaps twice as many as the average person.

However, the speed of the cold fire was far exceeded, and in three seconds, he had already soared more than twenty meters.

Another scorpion had climbed down from the trunk of the tree and was wailing beside the dead scorpion. In the next instant, the thermal infantry induction thunder exploded.